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Utahi Kamu Apr 2020
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Shall a prisoner thank the walls of his cell for standing solid?

Shall a slave thank the whip to make him work more?


Why are you where you are?


Between the walls and the whip


Who you are sits still independent of both.
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Paradise must be out there somewhere
Paradise was never given to me
Paradise can be found
Paradise can be made
Norbert Tasev Mar 2020
You have to stay inside, strive for the right. Turning to ourselves, we still need to know, believe, and hope: Deliberately conceal the hidden sufferings and secrets of humans to more vulnerable souls who, with understanding, can go on another string. Over the years, striped Adam costumes have been covered with a bunch of hair bundles, and the Heart is throbbing confidently and discreetly among the gray strands that hide here and there!

- Inside ourselves as a groping mole, like under the extended hats of vulnerable hedgehogs and mushrooms, in search of nourishing insect-arthropod delicacies! All will! It binds to itself like hardened concrete, wounds like velvet stubble,

- we feel crushed, sized and broken under the weight of responsibility, broomstick eyelashes, a wardrobe of barbed wire: Watching hands beg for unbelievable opportunities!

- Yourself Faith: Yourself Existence Or Or Breathe Like A Natural Formation From The Harmonic Crossing Of Biologies - It's never too late to find it again! You must not lose - inside your broken pots - if you can rebuild, even in the last line of battle, to go forward against the savage, squeaky hatching of bullets, but with the ignorant herds of sheep not raised, but in cover, even by outlaws !

The Great Bottle: A Reflection of Our Conscience Often - It Happens To Be Blooded, Often Rips: We Can Leave Our Adam Costume - Believes The Equalized Equation Of Our Birth, Crisp On Our Bones, And Tense: Our Weakness Concentrates! We are silent, incorruptible Ancient nature will not have mercy now - we are stumbling across the thorns of vulnerable human taunts - and Man, if done well

not only will the memory of his earthly life be merciful to him, but his creative charisma can be realized under the creative hands!
Esther En Qin Mar 2020
2017 was my last year I posted a poem
2017 was a tough year for me

2017 was a year I faced breakups
2017 was a year I was at my lowest

However 2017,
was the reason why
Why I got up,braced myself for a better year,better life.

I found love,
Love for myself.

Thank you 2017.
Hey everyone,it has been a long time since I've wrote a poem.Last poem was 2017 where I've been writing a lot when I am at my lowest now I felt a lot better !
a thousand days, mornings of mortality debated,
irregular they come, days of stranger awakenings,
my soul kept, yet residuals of torn indecision,
what value, do I bring, purposed me for what?

this letter addressed to the however, the whomever,
who know the asking is greatest yielder, creator of
valuable doubts

them those, that beggar the question,
their unceasing answer repeated, confident and
without shame and remorse, their constancy, granite,
the surety of logical visions sourced from the holy dark,
give yourself away, what you got, give, let them take it away

let them reap what you have sown,
for the great designer will surely inquire
what everybody knows is the forecast standard to be met,
it is not what, how much you got, but what you begat, when, left

gave yourself away till ‘tis nothing right is left, and the emptiness
is greatest fulfillment, the slate shared, is the joint fate best reaped,
your best storehouse spent on the sustenance of others, give, away...
Maja Mar 2020
fight fire with fire.

fight evil with evil

but doing it like that,

in the end,

won’t you just be fighting yourself?
You don't have to bring about peace by starting a war. It is a way, but isn't there a more peaceful one?
Jieun Feb 2020
"are sad?"
always

"why are you quiet?"
because I want you to notice me

"are you okay?"
NEVER

"yeah, I'm fine :)"
FullmoonFlower Feb 2020
Goodbyes are always hard,
but the hardest goodbye,
is the one with yourself.
When you grow, or get hurt to the point that you won't be the same anymore
Donna Feb 2020
Life is full of new
possibilities..you just
got to try them out

💖
life is for living the best way you can xxxxx
John Mendoza Feb 2020
Who are you, if not the monster,

As your mind slowly starts to wander

But what doesn’t **** you, simply makes you stronger

Cause your life is the stage, you’re the actor and the world is your audience
Be true to be you and only you
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